Beating chestnut composition

Autumn October is the harvest season, and autumn October is the joyful season. The rice fields are golden, the branches on the mountain are covered with red lanterns, and the rich sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance during walking is refreshing. In this harvest season, what I want to do most is to shake osmanthus, beat chestnuts and pick persimmons. I finally put these things into action during this National Day holiday.

In this autumn afternoon, my mother and grandmother and I went to the Woods on the mountain to play with chestnuts. We are going to prepare tools for beating chestnuts, baskets, pliers, bamboo baskets, gloves, hats and bamboo poles for beating chestnuts. Walking on the rugged mountain road, I saw the sun hanging high in the air, stretching out countless warm arms into the distance. We came to the chestnut tree and looked up. The thick leaves on the thick branches are big and green, one after another. Some bent branches are covered with chestnuts, and some chestnuts crack with laughter in the autumn wind. Showing red chestnuts makes my mouth water.

At this time, I couldn't help it. I took the bamboo pole from my grandmother and wanted to beat some down to eat. I lifted the bamboo pole and hit the chestnut tree hard, but the chestnut was really naughty and refused to come down. Except for a few leaves, no chestnut was knocked down. Poke it with a bamboo pole when you are in a hurry. Grandma saw my funny appearance and quickly took over my job. I saw the bamboo pole swaying between grandma's branches, and the "little hedgehogs" full of trees jumped down one after another. Fortunately, my mother and I are wearing hats, otherwise it will be miserable. Seeing that grandma had almost beaten, my mother and I held a basket in our left hand and a bamboo clip in our right hand, holding chestnuts that grandma had beaten down. Chestnuts are so cute! Some are like a pair of inseparable friends; Some are like small-headed dolls hugging big-headed dads; Some, like pistachios, open their mouths to reveal deep red chestnut seeds, which is very interesting. Some chestnuts were knocked down by grandma and quietly hidden in the grass. Looking at these chestnuts, I can't wait to peel them and eat them. Who knows that I put a chestnut in my hand and screamed. God, it hurts! My mother saw it and rushed over to tell me how to open chestnuts. Dizzy! It's hard to eat a chestnut! Grandma said don't think everything is simple, you need to learn everywhere in your life, and you can't take it for granted. The sun is setting in the west, and the chestnuts on the trees are going to be wiped out by us. We bathed in the glory of the sunset, full of the joy of harvest, and went home happily.